A couple of years back, I had a rather interesting conversation with an avid philatelist at the Manila Central Post Office. He was a man a bit past his mid years, who has spent decades (and probably a good fortune, too) on collecting stamps from all over the world.
At the time we met, I was dropping a few letters, while he was manning this stamp exhibit being held in the lobby of the post office. Sitting on a plastic stool, a small, rickety wooden table in front of him, he’d take a few glances at the visitors, hoping they’d stay a little longer and approach him for a little chat. With just a handful of people stopping by to check out the displays, I could tell that he looked pretty bored – lonely even – so I went to him and said hi.